The seven people sat down, Jing'er sat next to Wang Xuan, and the other side of him was empty, Qing Ting and Cai Xuan sat down by Jing'er, as for the Four King Kongs, Zeng Gang was sitting outside, Qing Ting leaned on Mo Yang and talked and laughed, but what they said was about Wang Xuan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mo Yang patiently answered all the questions thrown at him, whether he knew or not, he actually asked for something for Qing Ting, and for Qing Ting, who worked in the cafeteria, his instinctive irresistible side of food was completely revealed.

"Brother Moyang, let me ask you a question. ”

"Well, you ask. ”

"What's your brother's favorite thing to eat, and ...... He hates what to eat. Qingting whispered, lest she be overheard by Cai Xuan, but Cai Xuan sat next to Jing'er at this time, and only felt that her heart was sublimated.

As soon as Mo Yang heard this, he immediately understood who the brother Qing Ting was referring to.

"You saw it all the last time I ate, he basically eats everything, but his favorite food ......" Mo Yang remembered the pot of chicken legs, chicken wings, and the fattest and unique chicken butt, and his head was glowing.

At that time, he was about to start, but he saw that Wang Xuan found the chicken butt in it in an instant like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and ate it all, even the chicken legs were missing.

"Chicken butt!" Mo Yang nodded again and again to improve the accuracy of his understanding, and asked, "Why do you ask him what he doesn't like to eat?"

Qing Ting's cheeks instantly flushed, and she waved her hand again and again, "No, I won't do anything he doesn't like to eat." ”

As soon as these words came out, the other three of the four King Kongs who had been eavesdropping suddenly let out a long sigh, "Oh, it turns out that you don't make things he doesn't like to eat!"

Qing Ting blushed with shame, her head was stuffed into the table, she only felt that Mo Yang was really hateful, her mouth was not slit, and she spoke so loudly.

Laughter, but only in the last row.

Because at this time, a coffin came into the classroom.

At first glance, it does not look like a coffin, because there is sunlight falling through the window at the door, and the pale golden light is sprinkled on the coffin made of natural crystal stone, emitting a crystal clear light, which is beautiful.

And the next moment, that beauty is gone.

Because this crystal coffin is walking, the friction between the bottom of the coffin and the ground makes a sharp sound of fingernails scraping on the plastic blackboard, which makes people's scalp numb and ear fear auditory hallucinations.

The most shocking thing is that this crystal coffin looks beautiful in the sunlight, and even has a sense of holiness. But when it stepped out of the sunlight, it was right into the classroom.

In an instant, the whole classroom fell into darkness, and a yin aura seemed to float faintly, and if there was a ghost wailing in my heart, it seemed that the next moment the door of the netherworld would be opened, and the sad song of the yin soul would be sung.

It was also at this moment that the last row of seven people finally noticed this strange coffin, and the laughter stopped abruptly, as if they felt the temperature in the classroom plummet, and the cold of early autumn was approaching in an instant.

Everyone was a little scared and asked, what the hell is this, why is there such a coffin in the classroom?

You must know that as strong people in the psychic realm, they are naturally not afraid of the cold, but now, what is the matter with this chill that penetrates the heart and soars in the heart?

It was as if the cold air didn't just stay on the surface of the body, but invaded the flesh and bones, freezing the blood.

However, this cold aura is not strong, and everyone can resist it, but there is no problem.

Everything was not only sudden, but also too weird, everyone didn't dare to speak, and watched the crystal coffin all the way to the podium, the coffin body was upright, and the crystal coffin lost its sunny rendering at this time.

If you don't speak, you don't dare to speak, and if you don't move, you don't dare to move.

With the passage of time, tension and silence fill the classroom, and silence itself cannot coexist with tension, just because the word tension itself is not isolated, and its appearance must depend on life. However, this is the case now, and the classroom, which is not bright in itself, is especially dark at this time, and the sound of breathing is almost absent.

After a long time, the silence was finally broken, and there was a babbling sound, like the sound of a wooden door opening, and like a baby coquettish, but the truth was so terrifying.

The lid of the crystal coffin opened a gap at this time, and a cold air wafted out from it, and with it, there was a sound.

"Why didn't anyone wake me up, I'm the teacher. ”

The voice was rich, it should be a man's voice, it seemed to have a natural sense of weakness, but it made the fear in people's hearts a little less.

At this time, the old students who were sitting were also at a loss, although they had been in class for a long time, but the teachers who taught them were different every year.

This teacher actually started with such a terrifying one, it really scared the baby to death.

When everyone heard this, their hanging hearts finally relaxed, and they who had been haunted by fear also had a sense of happiness for the rest of their lives at this time.

After all, the pressure on this coffin is too great, and the cold in it is even more suffocating.

The lid of the coffin was lifted, and a pale scholar in a white shirt stepped out of the coffin, his hair black, his eyes black, and other than that, all white.

He looked much more serious than the weakness revealed in his voice, but compared to the paleness, his appearance was surprisingly handsome, and this weakness added a different kind of charm to him, and people couldn't help but want to protect him.

Suddenly, many girls were boiling, and they were in a much better mood today than yesterday.

However, many boys are in a very bad mood, they are all cowardly and unwanted just now, and now they find that the teacher is even more handsome than them, and the mood is naturally frosted eggplant - completely ruined.

Only then did Wang Xuan understand in his heart that the class that Jiutian Xiyan said did not mean her class, but that there was a class at this time every day.

However, he felt that the feeling that this teacher gave him was not simple, because Wang Xuan could feel the yin qi in his body that was about to condense into substance.

A cultivator's body refining is supplemented by the sunlight of heaven and earth, and cultivating a masculine body does not tolerate yin qi, and the yin qi on his body is so heavy, it is simply incredible.

The white-clothed scholar gently opened the folding fan in his hand, walked out of the coffin, looked at the crowd of people sitting densely below with a little sleepiness, and naturally laughed.

This smile instantly made people completely melt, as if this person did not come out of the coffin, but came into the world with boundless tenderness. (To be continued.) )